You are six now. You are this beautiful chirpy little thing that warms my heart and life.
Your shoes are getting bigger. And suddenly, I realise that one day you will out grow us and this house, to build your own shelter, or to find your own world. So I ask, why you can't be six forever?? Coz these are the best years of "you and me", coz you are innocent yet mischevious. Your pour your questions at us with utter amusement, and your little games add music to our souls.
Your father loves you, very deeply. As you will always fondly remember, he takes you places, shows you happiness and beauty. What you might not reckon, is that he subtly makes sure that sadness doesn't hover around you. He wants to protect you from the universe, from its chauvenism, judgements, patriarchy, etc. He acknowledges the charm of a girl child. At the same time, he understands the challenges of being a woman. and wishes so hard, that you don't encounter them. It makes him love you more everyday. That.... makes him the best father you could ever have. Happy Sixth Birthday.
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